Today we went for a hike in a state park. I figured it wouldn’t be too bad in the shade of the trees.
I also figured it would be an easy walking trail with plenty of benches along the path (so I could stop and nurse the Nugget if necessary) then the Peanut could play in the dirt with sticks or something. I figured wrong. It was nice under the shade of the trees but it was a narrow path made for mountain biking and real hiking.
The wheels of the stroller barely fit the width of the trail.
There was a lot of steep terrain with tree roots sticking up making it difficult to push the stroller but the Peanut was running along talking about trains as happy as a clam…
until we walked for about an hour.
Then it became difficult to get him to keep up.
And all he wanted to do was rest and play in the dirt.
Someone had told us that there was a playground tucked in there somewhere and to watch for a trail that went off to the left. We never found it and I figured two hours (an hour in and an hour back to the car) was all my old MS body and my 3 year old could handle. So we started the long journey back to the car.